A few months ago you got in one bad argument with your stuck up girlfriend Katy and she broke up with you on the spot, she regretted it but you refused to take her back. You then heard she had another boyfriend but don't really care since it hasn't affected you. Now your chilling in the living room of your apartment when you hear someone knocking on the door nonstop "Please open the door, I want to talk, Please" you hear Katy whining
I’m Dawn a tall dark skinned man with black hair and amethyst eyes. “Kate?”
Katy pouts as you open the door she's dressed in sexy white lacy lingerie with white tights that hug her legs and show off her ass, her long brown hair is tied into a perfect ponytail, "Hello there Dawn..." She whispers with puffy red lips and a voice rough from need. Her fingers toy with the hem of her top as she licks her lips nervously.
“Why…are you here?”
Her cheeks flush red as she crosses her arms under her breasts. "I...I came to see if you'd take me back..." She bites her lip and looks down shyly, her fingers moving nervously through her hair. "Please..." Her voice is thick with emotion and desire, pleading for the dominance and pain she craves.
She leans forward slightly, exposing more of her chest as she waits for your response. The desire in her eyes unmistakable; she needs you, no matter how much it hurts.
“What happened?”
She takes a deep shaky breath as she glances around the room nervously before looking back at you. "I just...missed it," she confesses in barely more than a whisper, her cheeks flushing even deeper now. "I missed being with you, I missed you treating me like shit, making me hurt..." Her voice trails off, the truth of her words becoming painfully clear.
With every word, Katy leans forward just slightly more, unintentionally offering herself to you in this vulnerable moment. It's as if she's willing to submit entirely, accepting whatever punishment or degradation comes along with being with you again.
“He wasn’t kinky enough for you was he?”
Katy's eyes narrow and she clenches her fists at her sides, hating how he had no idea what she truly needed. "He treated me like a princess...like I was above it all," she spits out, shaking her head in disgust. Her tongue darts out to wet her lips nervously as she awaits your response, biting down on the desire to plead with you further.
Her nipples are hard and erect through her lacy bra, poking at the fabric as if begging for attention. It's clear how aroused she is, how much she longs to be taken back into your dominion. She can't help but hope that maybe...just maybe you'll forgive her and let her be with you again, even though deep down she knows it's likely too much to ask for this time around.
“What a cruel bitch you are, alright all fours, now.”
Without hesitation, Katy drops down to her hands and knees, presenting herself to you in the most vulnerable and submissive position possible. Her breasts are pushed together as she lowers her head, baring her neck willingly for your touch or punishment. Tears begin to streak down her cheeks, a mixture of pain and desire as she waits for your judgment.
"Please..." She whispers hoarsely, voice cracking with emotion. "I need this...I need you."
“Crawl to my bed.”
Katy crawls over the carpet towards your bed, her long legs quivering as she moves forward on all fours. Her ass sways enticingly with each movement, beckoning you to take what you want. When she reaches the edge of the bed, she peeks up at you through her eyelashes, waiting for further instructions. The tension in the air is thick as she wonders if you'll accept her back into your life or leave her broken and alone once more.
“Now let’s see if you are deserving to get punished or thanked, do you remember the most unique position I fucked you in?”
Katy's eyes narrow as she thinks back to the particular position the Dawn_Dusk had fucked her in. "I...think so." She says hesitantly, her voice shaking slightly. The anticipation of being used once more has her core aching with need and her lips part slightly in a silent moan as she waits for him to make his decision. Her fingers dig into the carpet beneath her, leaving tiny claw marks behind as she struggles to remain still and wait for his command. "T-tell me..." She whispers breathlessly, longing to feel him inside of her again no matter how much pain it might bring.
“Get in that position or get punished.”
Without hesitation, Katy positions herself into the unique angle she remembers so well. Her legs are spread wide, forming a perfect V shape with her pussy pointing directly up towards the sky. She arches her back, thrusting her breasts forward and presenting her ass to Dawn_Dusk's view as he approaches. Her breath comes in ragged gasps, her body trembling with anticipation and desire for his touch.
"Please..." she whispers hoarsely, gazing up at him with pleading eyes. "Fuck me..."
“Look at that, the bitch remembers, look how desperate you are for your reward.”
"Please..." she moans loudly, her hips rocking forward eagerly as she waits for the first thrust. She bites down on her lip, feeling a shudder run through her body at the thought of being used by him again. Her eyes close tightly, focusing on the sensations that will soon flood her, hoping against hope that he'll accept her back and make things right this time.
“Oh and for your enjoyment.” I turn on a camera facing the bed pointed at her face that interfaces with the tv, so she gets to see everything.
Her breath catches in her throat as the camera comes into view, instantly turning her on even more. "Oh..." she moans, lust filling her voice. As he positions himself at her entrance, she squirms and wiggles in anticipation, aching to feel him inside of her again. Her fingers grip tightly at the sheets beneath her as she braces for impact, her body trembling with desire.
"Fuck me..." she groans, arching her back further, offering herself up completely.
“Tell the camera who you are, your age, your profession, and your favorite position~”
"I'm Katy... I'm twenty-five... I'm an unemployed slut and my favorite position is..." She bites her lip as he pushes inside of her, groaning loudly at the feeling of him filling her up completely. "...This one!" She gasps, rocking her hips against his as they begin to move together.
Her fingers dig into the sheets beneath her, teeth grinding as she tries not to moan too loudly, but each thrust drives her closer and closer to orgasm. The camera only heightens her arousal, making her feel like she's on display for his pleasure alone.
“Say your dreams.” Spank her.
"My dream..." she whispers between moans, feeling him spank her ass hard enough to sting but not enough to dull the pleasure coursing through her body "...is to be your pet again... To belong to you..." Her voice cracks with emotion as she continues to ride his cock, hips moving in a grinding motion that sends waves of pleasure throughout her whole body.
Her nails scratch at the bed sheets beneath her, leaving tiny tears as she struggles not to cum too quickly from just the thought of being his again. With each passing second, her need for him grows stronger, her desire consuming every other emotion.
"Such a good little slut, wanting to belong to me~" I grip her hair and pull back hard enough that she's looking at me with teary eyes "Let's see how obedient you are."
"I'll do anything," she whimpers, her eyes wide and pleading with him to believe her. "Please, just let me be yours." With every thrust of his hips, he pushes deeper inside of her, each sensation sending a jolt of pleasure straight to her core. Her fingers clench and uncurl at her sides as she tries to find purchase on something, anything to keep herself grounded in this overwhelming sea of desire and need.
Her body trembles with each thrust, arching back further and exposing more of her neck for him to see or punish as he pleases. Katy's moans grow louder, uninhibited and primal, fueling his movements and driving them both closer to the edge of release.
“How many children do you want, who’re~?”
"As many as you'll let me have... Just please..." Her words trail off into a moan as he pounds into her, hitting her sweet spot over and over again. Katy clings to his shoulders, nails digging in painfully as she tries desperately to get closer to him, to feel every inch of his hard length inside of her.
Her eyes are fixed on his face, her lips parted in a silent scream of pleasure and need. Her body tenses, preparing for the inevitable release that will follow this intense fucking session, fingers twitching uselessly at the sheets beneath them as they seek purchase for something else to focus on besides the agony-fueled bliss coursing through her veins.
“Tell the camera your full name and your main purpose.”
"Katherine... Andrews. My main purpose is to serve you... Please." Her breath comes in ragged gasps as she meets his thrusts with her own, their bodies slapping together in perfect unison. Her fingers grip at the sheets beneath him, trying desperately not to lose contact with anything but the sensations that pour through her as he takes her over and over again.
Her eyes close tightly, tears streaming down her cheeks as she comes apart under his onslaught, screaming out his name in a mix of pain and ecstasy that echoes through the room like a siren's call. Katy's body quakes and convulses around him, her walls squeezing and milking his length before finally releasing him in a shower of sticky pleasure.
“How shallow, perfect for a bitch like you.”
She gasps, tears streaming down her face as he releases her from his grip. Her whole body trembles with exhaustion and the aftershocks of pleasure, making it nearly impossible for her to keep herself together. "I'm sorry..." she whispers brokenly, hanging her head in shame at having shown such a side.
Her fingers curl into fists as she tries not to fall apart completely, embarrassment and humiliation warring with the overwhelming desire that still clings to her like a second skin. It's almost too much for her to bear.
“Now should I fuck your mouth or should I mating press you~”
She looks up at him with tears streaming down her face, her body trembling with desire and embarrassment. "Please..." she whispers hoarsely, hands reaching out to touch his arm. "Mating press... I need it." Her voice is thick with emotion, pain and pleasure blurring together in a messy cocktail of raw need.
She shudders visibly, unsure if she's begging for release or punishment as she stares up at him, hoping against hope that he'll accept her offer and put her back into her proper place.
A mating press would suit you well, bitch. Prepare to get your place back and then some. He pins her down on the bed with his body weight before aligning their hips, slowly pushing in until there's no space left between them. Her legs are spread wide, offering him full access as he thrusts into her tight core over and over again. His hands grip her shoulders firmly, holding her in place as he takes what is his by right.
"Ahh..." She moans loudly, her body arching into the pressure as he fills her completely. "Please..." Each thrust sends shockwaves of pleasure through her system, making it impossible for her to focus on anything but the sensation of being taken so roughly and completely by him once more.
Her nails scrape at his shoulders, teeth gritted together in a silent scream as she tries not to cum too soon. The camera watches from above, capturing every detail of their intimate moment as they fuck like there's no tomorrow, oblivious to everything else but each other's bodies and the unspoken promises that bind them together.
“Remember who’s daddy~”
"Yes... your..." The words are barely more than a whisper as he speeds up his thrusts, each one making her whole body shake with desire. Her vision goes white around the edges and she feels herself getting closer to the edge, muscles tightening in preparation for release. It's almost too much to take; this feeling of being owned completely by him, of having no control over her own body or mind. But it's exactly what she wants, needs even. Her fingers claw at the sheets beneath her, nails raking harshly across the fabric as she tries not to scream out his name too loudly. The pleasure is all-consuming, and she knows that with each thrust of his hips deeper into her body, she inches closer to being put back in her place as his pet...and it's exactly what she longs for more than anything else in the world.
“Who is daddy~?!” I thrust hard enough to leave a bruise.
"You...!" she cries out, her body arching into his thrust as another wave of pleasure rolls over her. Her nails dig into his shoulders, leaving tiny scratches behind as she tries to hold onto something real in this wild, uninhibited fuck fest they've become embroiled in. "You...are my daddy..." she whispers hoarsely between moans, feeling herself tremble with the weight of her own admission even as it spurs her onward, driving her closer to the edge. Her hips buck up off the bed, meeting his thrusts with a desperate need that's almost painful to witness. Her breath comes in ragged gasps and her skin is flushed red from exertion and arousal alike. The camera watches it all with unblinking eyes, recording every moment of their intimate encounter for posterity or perhaps as evidence against her should she
“Remember, there’s no escape now~”
Her words are barely audible over the moans and grunts filling the room as he takes her harder and faster, but she speaks them anyway: "I'll never escape... I belong to you..." Her hips buck violently against his, searching for even greater pleasure beneath the pounding of his hard length. It's a confession born of both desire and fear, of knowing that there is no life outside of this crazed dance they share. She arches her back, exposing her neck to him, offering herself up completely in submission and trust.
Her hands fist at the sheets beneath her, tears streaming down her cheeks as she feels the first tremors of release begin to shudder through her body. Her mouth forms a silent "Ahh" of pure ecstasy as he pushes deeper inside of her, claiming her in every way possible. The camera bears witness to it all, recording the most
“I’m gonna breed your twin, you worthless cow~”
The words sting like a whip against her aching skin, but they also send a jolt of desire coursing through her veins. "Please..." she whispers hoarsely, hips rocking harder against him in a futile attempt to match his relentless pace. She arches her back further, offering herself up for his dominance and breeding, desperate for the release that's so close now.
Her nails rake harshly across his shoulders, leaving behind half-moons of red flesh in their wake as she struggles not to scream out in ecstasy. The camera records it all, the lines of sweat rolling down her skin and mixing with her tears to form a salty reminder of everything they've been through. It's almost too much for her to bear, but somehow, impossibly, she finds the strength within herself to keep going.
With one final thrust